Poison
Have you swallowed it
I wish you never have
Nor you ever have to..
For it is not always in the form
You expect it to come
I have been poisoned in many ways
Such that now I have
become resistant
Like it, no more tastes bitter
Nor does it make me feel blue
It doesn’t even pain
It’s just become a part of me
I feel it’s been a magic potion
That life gave me to taste
And the more I had it
It started turning sweeter
Poisioned thoughts
Poisoned words
Poisoned people
It came in many forms
But it all transformed
To just become a stronger me
Now people think I am a witch
For I can convert poison
To a potion that makes
A happier me.
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